I, Yang Jian, devour billions of systems

Early the next morning, Yang Xuan came to the gate of Guanlan Museum, the largest auction house in Guanjiang City, alone.

It has to be said that Ma Feiteng's work efficiency is surprisingly high. He inquired about the news of the Yang Family Manor early in the morning, and offered to accompany him to the auction.

But right now, it is only a few days before Fuxing Xiancao is on the market, Yang Xuan did not want to delay the progress, and urged him to complete the handover with Wei Xiangning early on.

However, Ma Feiteng was still very good, and asked his subordinates to send a card to Yang Xuan, so that Yang Xuan could squander it at will.

Standing at the gate of Guanlan Museum, looking at this antique and magnificent building, Yang Xuan couldn't help feeling fond of it.

Guanlan Museum is not only the largest museum in Guanjiang City, but also the largest auction house. Its business covers all high-end commodities such as jewelry and antiques, real estate and luxury cars.

At this time, the gate of Guanlan Museum was overcrowded. Rich businessmen and celebrities in rich clothes gathered here, chatting and laughing happily as they entered the museum with auction brochures in hand.

Yang Xuan walked in with the crowd, and was led by the receptionist to the front desk to go through the formalities.

The auction is divided into four areas. The stands on the second floor are black card areas, and the front, middle and back of the first floor correspond to gold card, silver card and retail investors respectively.

Yang Xuan's pockets were full, and he wanted to apply for a black card for the convenience of the auction, but was told that even the silver card was sold out.

In desperation, he had no choice but to choose to handle retail business, took the auction brochure to the corner of the last row, and looked through it by himself.

It has to be said that the Guanlan Museum does have some strength. There are more than 20 items in today's auction alone. Among them, the Yang Family Banshan Manor is ranked second to last as a judicial auction, and the later items are the most precious.

At the end of the list, and today's finale, is a Buddha relic, with a starting price of 5000 million.

Since he didn't see the real thing, he couldn't see anything from the album, it was just an ordinary phalanx, Yang Xuan didn't take it to heart and flipped through it casually.

As the opening time of the auction approached, the entire venue was full of people, and most of these wealthy businessmen and celebrities knew each other, so they couldn't help exchanging pleasantries when they met, which made the venue extremely noisy.

"Isn't this the wife of Lin Yuanxia's family? Why did she come to Guanjiang?"

A burst of exclamation erupted from the crowd, and everyone looked at the entrance of the venue. A woman in extremely gorgeous clothes, with a bright red bubble hair on her head, and a woman with heavy makeup who stepped on the sky and walked slowly into the venue with a girl.

The girl was wearing a light pink short skirt, she was pure and pleasant, she looked like a little girl next door, and the two dimples in her smile were particularly eye-catching, attracting the attention of all the boys and girls present.

Seeing Xia Linqiu, Yang Xuan was quite surprised.He never imagined that the goddess catcher who once destroyed Zhao Xingbing's underground flower field with him turned out to be a rich lady.

And judging from the reactions of the wealthy businessmen present, this Lin Yuanxia family is obviously not an ordinary family.

Xia Linqiu also saw Yang Xuan, and just wanted to go up to say hello, but saw that Yang Xuan just nodded politely, and then glanced at the beautiful woman beside him, he could only timidly stop and follow the beautiful woman up the stairs.

"Hehe, isn't this the second young master of the Yang family? Why, you dare to come here to spend without even having the money to apply for a card?"

Just when Yang Xuan was bored, a familiar voice suddenly came from behind him. He didn't even turn his head. Just by hearing the voice, he knew it was Wei Qingyuan who had just been taught a lesson last night.

But the man behind him made Yang Xuan's eyes light up.

"Cen Chaoyang, is your injury healed?"

Looking up at Cen Chaoyang, Yang Xuan said in a flat tone.

The enemy was extremely jealous when they met, seeing Yang Xuan's superior appearance, Cen Chaoyang couldn't help but get angry.

He will never forget the humiliation that Yang Xuan brought to him at the wedding that day, not to mention the devastating blow that the disappearance of the system brought to him.

He was originally a dark horse in free combat, but after losing the blessing of the system, his strength stagnated and he instantly became a third-rate boxer.

If it wasn't for the Cen family's great career to support him, he would have been patted on the beach by the back waves.

But to Cen Chaoyang's relief, the Cen family has been supported by the Yan family, and their strength has soared. Even if the Yang family has Ma Feiteng's backing, they cannot shake the status of the Cen family.

"Your surname is Yang, Mr. Yan has already ordered you to be killed. Let me see how long you can continue to be rampant!"

As Cen Chaoyang said, his fists were clenched, and a sneer appeared on his face.

"Oh, a kill order? I'm still a little scared."

Yang Xuan said contemptuously, showing his white teeth, and his smile gradually became cruel.

"I'm afraid that too few of them will come, and it's not worth my shot."

Brother Yang Xuan's death was inextricably related to Cen Chaoyang, he had restrained himself if he didn't explode on the spot, so how could he give him a good face.

"Forget about Chaoyang, don't be as knowledgeable as this kind of person. What about my plan? Buying the Yang Family Manor and renovating the public toilet can also be regarded as doing a practical thing for the people of Guanjiang. This is a good business."

Wei Qingyuan and Cen Chaoyang smiled at each other, and looked at Yang Xuan mockingly.

The Wei family and the Cen family join forces, so what can a little Yang Xuan do?

As he spoke, Wei Qingyuan took out a black card from his pocket and slapped his forehead fiercely.

"Oh, look at my memory. The black card is the most noble symbol of the Guanlan Museum. It has the right to designate casual households to leave the venue. I'll contact the manager here and invite the second young master of the Yang family out so as not to be an eyesore."

Wei Qingyuan raised his hand to pick up the phone, and a few minutes later the manager of the auction ran over sweating profusely, with a few strong security guards behind him.

"Manager Wang, please invite this retail investor out, Er Shao Cen and I don't want to see him here."

Wei Qingyuan looked at Yang Xuan sarcastically, and folded his hands on his chest.

When Manager Wang heard Wei Qingyuan's words, he immediately nodded and bowed to express his goodwill, and then surrounded Yang Xuan with a group of security guards, and said politely but forcefully:
"Sorry, sir. VIPs with a black card have the right to expel individual visitors. Please leave the venue accompanied by security guards. I am very sorry for the inconvenience caused."

As soon as the words fell, those security guards came to Yang Xuan's side and made a gesture of please.

"Then what if I don't go?"

Yang Xuan raised his eyebrows, spread his folding fan and said with a smile.

"It's really depressing, the dignified Yang family's second young master is so shameless, it's really embarrassing to the Yang family."

Wei Qingyuan looked at Yang Xuan with disgust, and said sarcastically.

"Then don't blame us for being rude!"

Manager Li waved his hand indifferently, and several security guards rushed forward, trying to lift Yang Xuan out abruptly.

"Stop! Young Master Yang is a distinguished guest of my Xia family, let me see who dares to touch him!"

Just when the security guards were about to do something, a clear female voice suddenly came from behind.

Everyone followed the prestige, and saw Xia Linqiu in a pink dress standing at the entrance of the venue with a gloomy expression, staring at them.